Big Poppa Song Lyrics by The Notorious B.I.G.
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah), uhJunior M.A.F.I.A., uh (he-he)Uh (I like this) yeah, yeahNine-fo’ (keep bangin’)
To all the ladies in the place with style and graceAllow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes (uh)Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamis?The back of the club, sippin’ Moët is where you’ll find me (what?)The back of the club, mackin’ hoes, my crew’s behind me (uh)Mad question askin’, blunt passin’Music blastin’, but I just can’t quitBecause one of these honeys Biggie got to creep with (that’s right)
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not? (Uh)Why blow up my spot ’cause we both got hot?Now check it, I got more mack than Craig, and in the bedBelieve me, sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy (come on)No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with BenzesC-notes by the layers, true fuckin’ players (uh)Jump in the Rover and come over, tell your friends jump in the GS3I got the chronic by the tree, cuz (let’s go)
I love it when you call me Big PoppaThrow your hands in the air if you’s a true playerI love it when you call me Big PoppaTo the honeys gettin’ money, playin’ niggas like dummiesI love it when you call me Big PoppaYou got a gun up in your waist, please don’t shoot up the place (why?)‘Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin’ my baby (uh), baby (uh)
Straight up, honey, really I’m askin’Most of these niggas think they be mackin’, but they be actin’Who they attractin’ with that line (what?), “What’s your name? What’s your sign?”Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind (that’s right)And ask you what your interests are, who you be with?Things that make you smile, what numbers to dialYou gon’ be here for a while? I’m gon’ go call my crew, you go call your crewWe can rendezvous at the bar around two (come on)
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Little Cease (uh-huh)Pull the truck up front, and roll up the next bluntSo we can steam on the way to the telly, go fill my belly (G)A T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch’s grapeConversate for a few, ’cause in a few we gon’ doWhat we came to do, ain’t that right, boo? (True)Forget the telly-, we just go to the cribAnd watch a movie in the jacuzzi, smoke Ls while you do me
I love it when you call me Big PoppaThrow your hands in the air if you’s a true player (come on, yeah)I love it when you call me Big PoppaTo the honeys gettin’ money, playin’ niggas like dummies (uh)I love it when you call me Big PoppaYou got a gun up in your waist, please don’t shoot up the place (why?)‘Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin’ my baby, baby (uh)
In mansion and BenzesGivin’ ends to my friends, and it feels stupendousTremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream (heh)Still tote gats, strapped with infrared beams (that’s right) (what?)Choppin’ Os (uh-huh), smokin’ la in OptimosMoney, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows (all a nigga knows)A foolish pleasure? WhateverI had to find the buried treasure (for what?), so grams I had to measureHowever, livin’ better now, Coogi sweater nowDrop top BMs, I’m the man, girlfriend
Yeah, honey, check itTell your friends to get with my friendsAnd we can be friendsShit, we can do this every weekend (that’s right), alright?Is that a’ight wit’ you?Yeah, keep bangin’
I love it when you call me Big PoppaThrow your hands in the air if you’s a true playerI love it when you call me Big PoppaTo the honeys gettin’ money, playin’ niggas like dummies (uh)I love it when you call me Big PoppaYou got a gun up in your waist, please don’t shoot up the place (why?)‘Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin’ my baby, baby (uh)
Check it outNine-fo’ shit for that ass, uhPuff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A.Represent, baby, baby, uh